Think of me
As you look upon a grassy knoll
And you will see me rolling in the clover
Think of me
When you see a set of eyes full of joy
For that was in my heart as I walked with you
Think of me
Every time you view a young soul
For my love was ageless being with you
Think of me
As your eyes fill with sorrowful tears
When I looked up at you with doting love
Think of me
When you reach down beside yourself
You will feel my head right beneath your hand
Think of me
As you hear great joyous laughter
For my voice was full of mirth as I spoke
Think of me
When you see darker days ahead
Because I am with you heart and soul
And I am glad that you thought of me
While my days of comfort are past
You had the courage to say goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem